A gentle invitation to wonder, curiosity, and open-hearted exploration. This song opens the album with a spark of discovery — where questions matter more than answers. 

Echo of Wonder

I see a shadow when you smile
It lingers there
It stays awhile
Behind the mask
A secret's curled
A hidden map to your shattered world

Behind the mask
What do you hide
A stormy sea or a quiet tide
Is it fear
Is it fire
Is it fear
Is it fire
Is it pain inside
Behind the mask
Where do you confide

Behind the Mask .mp3

A1_-  _Lumière de nos cœurs_

Vessels to Mars

A story about a boy who dreamed of escaping his steel-town roots for the silence of space, only to find that the fire of the factories and the voice of a love he left behind burn brighter and call louder than any star. It's a song about how the places and people that make us are carried with us, always.

Steel Town Astronaut

Let’s not mince words here. Trump is the embodiment of corruption, greed, and incompetence. He’s a man who has spent his entire life looking out for himself, exploiting others, and leaving chaos in his wake. As De Niro so eloquently put it: *“He’s a dog. He’s a pig. He’s a con. He’s a bullsh*t artist. He’s a mutt who doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”* This isn’t just about politics—it’s about morality. It’s about standing up to a man who has no respect for the rule of law, no respect for the truth, and no respect for the American people.  

Trump’s presidency was a disaster. He divided the country, emboldened hate, and failed to deliver on his promises. He’s a man who thrives on chaos, who lies with every breath, and who cares only about his own ego. As De Niro said: *“He’s a punk, he’s a dog, he’s a mutt. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He’s an idiot. He’s a fool.”* And yet, here we are, facing the possibility of him returning to power. We cannot let that happen. We cannot allow this man to continue to poison our democracy.  

This is not just about Trump—it’s about the people who enable him. The sycophants, the cowards, and the opportunists who stand by his side and allow his corruption to flourish. They are just as guilty as he is. As De Niro said: *“They’re all scum. They’re all mutts. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”* We need to hold them accountable. We need to stand up and fight back.  

The stakes are too high to sit on the sidelines. This is about the soul of our nation. It’s about protecting our democracy, our values, and our future. We cannot afford to let Trump and his enablers win. We must vote, we must organize, and we must make our voices heard. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna fight back. We’re gonna fight back with everything we’ve got.”*  

So let’s do this. Let’s come together and defeat Trump once and for all. Let’s show the world that we are better than this. That we will not tolerate corruption, lies, and hate. That we will stand up for what’s right. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna win. We’re gonna win because we have to.”*  

This is our moment. This is our fight. Let’s get to work.  

#DefeatTrump #VoteHimOut #NotMyPresident #DeNiroWasRigh

The Epstein Files?

A cinematic journey through tension, collapse, and release. Opening with the glitch-driven anticipation of Countdown, the EP fractures into distorted transmissions with Shattered Signals, before descending into the dark industrial breakdown of System Collapse. Closing track Afterlight drifts into ethereal ambience, leaving behind a surreal glow of hope. Blending Ambient, Experimental Electronic, IDM/Glitch, and Dubstep, Fragments of Tomorrow captures the sound of futures breaking apart — and the beauty found within the fragments.

👉 Promo: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/echoicmind/fragments-of-tomorrow

System Collapse

She DGAF

Rune Nouvelle, l'apprentissage devient invention. Porteur d'un rêve oublié qui se réveille. Humain du monde entier. Mémoire du fond des âges revient.

Porteur d'un rêve oublié

Zhuoma
A name carried by countless Tibetan women – a symbol of beauty, compassion, and feminine strength. A song for the daughters of Tibet, whose voices weave the melody of the heart.


Her name is whispered in the mountain song,
Zhuoma has lived in our hearts all along.
From village to valley, her laughter will stay,
a daughter of Tibet, as bright as the day.

Zhuoma, Zhuoma, your spirit shines,
a thousand voices call your name in the pines.
Every girl carries your gentle flame,
Tibet remembers through your name.

She walks with the rivers, she sings with the sky,
her prayer is a banner that never will die.
Zhuoma is every sister we know,
a name like the flowers where soft winds blow.

Zhuoma, Zhuoma, your spirit shines,
a thousand voices call your name in the pines.
Every girl carries your gentle flame,
Tibet remembers through your name.

When the singers gather, the stories begin,
Zhuoma is the song we are singing within.

Zhuoma, Zhuoma, your spirit shines,
a thousand voices call your name in the pines.
Every girl carries your gentle flame,
Tibet remembers through your name.

Zhuoma

Subwoofers just don't know

I’m John AI Smith — producer, songwriter, and sonic architect. My music explores what it means to feel in a digital age, where every track is a meeting point between intuition and algorithm.

🎧 The Algorithm of Emotion — that’s my compass, and the heart of everything I make.

This page is my playground — where ideas are born, where tracks evolve, and where I can share music with you first. Thanks for listening, commenting, and being part of this journey.

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